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[A white fortune cookie paper with black text on the front and an icon of a bee. It reads: You will soon gain something you have always desired.]

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*gets up*

*wastes day*

*goes to bed again*

yay

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i hope my absence gives you the peace my love never could

- dee

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Girl with the empty cup~

Do you know you can stop pouring? You’ve run out and you’ll have nothing left when the sun comes up tomorrow.

“But their cups are empty!” You say. And you fill their cup.

“They wouldn’t ask if they didn’t need it!” You’ll think. And you’ll do it, whatever it is.

“I haven’t hit empty, just one more thing.” You’ll grit your teeth through. And you’ll hit empty.

And then it all comes crashing. Your body aches, you can’t sleep, and you haven’t cried in ages like this.

There are cracks in your cup now, could you hold water if you had any left? Could you hold any love without a watertight cup?

Mend it now. You’ll need to time to breathe again. Maybe to learn how to give yourself time at all.

One of these days you’ll be able to fill again. One of these days you won’t be an empty girl any longer. One day you’ll be filled up to the brim with your own love.

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Ever cried in your bed curled up in a ball because you’re alive and can’t die?

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Sylvia Plath, from The Collected Poems of Sylvia Plath; "Three Women,"

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"I won't ask you to wait, if you don't ask me to stay"

I want to selfishly ask you to wait for me, to give me the time I need so I can come back healed and laughing. It's an impossible thing, to wait indefinitely, but I think you just might do it, if I ask. But you're not asking me to stay. You're not telling me you want me to stay. You're not telling me you want me and I don't think you have for a long time. So I go my own way and I will never turn back except for when I write.

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Ama Codjoe, from Bluest Nude: Poems; “Bluest Nude”

[Text ID: “I crave. I want to be seen clearly or not at all.”]

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no no no, it’s totally fine—will you excuse me for a moment? (steps outside to shriek and sob)

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“So I said, “Okay, go.” But I didn’t mean it. I didn’t mean it. I didn’t mean it and how could you not know?”

— Chloe Frayne

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Sylvia Plath, from a letter to Edward Cohen written c. September 1950

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Vladimir Mayakovsky, from a letter featured in "Love in the Heart of Everything; The Correspondence between Vladimir Mayakovsky & Lili Brik, 1915-1930,"

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You don’t have to understand something to be respectful about it

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